02-12-2015, 04:35 PM
Aria knew something was up when Lucas pulled out a key from his pocket and unlocked Nox's door. Aria recalled fleeting moments on their walk and on the train where Lucas was suppressing his emotions, a blip of excitement would pass through and then he'd calm himself.
At the front door Aria took off her leather trench coat, and removed her weapons, the belt at her hip for the sword and her gun, and the dagger at her wrist and hung them both on the rack. She smiled at Lucas "House rules: No weapons on your person"
It was a rule Nox and Aurora's father had instilled in them. Granted Nox didn't carry weapons anyway, he was a weapon. Aria wasn't exactly sure of Aurora, Aurora was deadly she was sure of that, but she'd not see the woman in action.
Aria wasn't exactly sure she liked Nox and Lucas conspiring together, because that was clearly at least one of their common interests. She didn't say anything about it, at least not yet. She would see what they cooked up. Aria thought a place of her own. Lucas' excitement was no longer contained as he walked to the one door Aria had no idea what it contained. The door was always closed when she was there. She knew where Nox's and Aurora's room where and what everything else in the place was. This one... Lucas opened the door and turned on the lights.
The first thing that hit her was the smell of fresh paint. Wooden shelves lined the wall closest to the door and through the far door was a bathroom, or so she assumed based on the sink and tile she could see.
A wooden desk was built into the shelf and a laptop sat on it. Aria turned towards the bed and saw what Lucas had contributed most definately to the project. A painting spanned the entire length of the wall, a landscape, but differing. More suggestion and half-finished lines then she expected. It was not in the style she was use to in the Vatican. But those empty spaces and suggestions...the mind seemed to fill them in, those missing portions. It felt personal. It was done in cremes and greens and was breathtaking.
Aria moved closer, lost in the work, she wanted to touch it, but the paint was still tacky and she didn't want to leave finger prints. She looked at each depiction with awe. Lucas had made this for her. She turned and saw Lucas watching her. She smiled brightly at him. "I love it."
Aria moved to Lucas wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her tip toes to kiss him softly on the lips.
He returned her kiss softly at first, his arms going around her, and then more strongly, pulling her whole body against his. And she could sense the pride in him as well as something else - his desire for her. And this time there was nothing in the way. No fear, no monsters, no fathers, or wounds in the room. Just two people who cared for each other and wanted to show it.
Aria stepped back and smiled up at Lucas, biting her bottom lip and pulled her hands down along his chest until she reached his belt and tugged at his shirt pulling it over his head. The last time she'd seen his tattoo it had overwhelmed her. Her fingers traced along the edge of his tattoo before she put the palm of her hand on his chest and tipped back up to kiss him again, with more passion. There was very little restraint left, she could feel that Lucas felt the same way.
Breathless, Lucas said, "I wanted you from the beginning. But now that I know you..."
He trailed off. There was nothing more to say. At least not with words.
((with lucas))
Edited by Aria, Feb 12 2015, 04:36 PM.
At the front door Aria took off her leather trench coat, and removed her weapons, the belt at her hip for the sword and her gun, and the dagger at her wrist and hung them both on the rack. She smiled at Lucas "House rules: No weapons on your person"
It was a rule Nox and Aurora's father had instilled in them. Granted Nox didn't carry weapons anyway, he was a weapon. Aria wasn't exactly sure of Aurora, Aurora was deadly she was sure of that, but she'd not see the woman in action.
Aria wasn't exactly sure she liked Nox and Lucas conspiring together, because that was clearly at least one of their common interests. She didn't say anything about it, at least not yet. She would see what they cooked up. Aria thought a place of her own. Lucas' excitement was no longer contained as he walked to the one door Aria had no idea what it contained. The door was always closed when she was there. She knew where Nox's and Aurora's room where and what everything else in the place was. This one... Lucas opened the door and turned on the lights.
The first thing that hit her was the smell of fresh paint. Wooden shelves lined the wall closest to the door and through the far door was a bathroom, or so she assumed based on the sink and tile she could see.
A wooden desk was built into the shelf and a laptop sat on it. Aria turned towards the bed and saw what Lucas had contributed most definately to the project. A painting spanned the entire length of the wall, a landscape, but differing. More suggestion and half-finished lines then she expected. It was not in the style she was use to in the Vatican. But those empty spaces and suggestions...the mind seemed to fill them in, those missing portions. It felt personal. It was done in cremes and greens and was breathtaking.
Aria moved closer, lost in the work, she wanted to touch it, but the paint was still tacky and she didn't want to leave finger prints. She looked at each depiction with awe. Lucas had made this for her. She turned and saw Lucas watching her. She smiled brightly at him. "I love it."
Aria moved to Lucas wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her tip toes to kiss him softly on the lips.
He returned her kiss softly at first, his arms going around her, and then more strongly, pulling her whole body against his. And she could sense the pride in him as well as something else - his desire for her. And this time there was nothing in the way. No fear, no monsters, no fathers, or wounds in the room. Just two people who cared for each other and wanted to show it.
Aria stepped back and smiled up at Lucas, biting her bottom lip and pulled her hands down along his chest until she reached his belt and tugged at his shirt pulling it over his head. The last time she'd seen his tattoo it had overwhelmed her. Her fingers traced along the edge of his tattoo before she put the palm of her hand on his chest and tipped back up to kiss him again, with more passion. There was very little restraint left, she could feel that Lucas felt the same way.
Breathless, Lucas said, "I wanted you from the beginning. But now that I know you..."
He trailed off. There was nothing more to say. At least not with words.
((with lucas))
Edited by Aria, Feb 12 2015, 04:36 PM.